Fort Worth weekly gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1887-10-14
she seemed very fond Of talking about
herself and once said:


"I might as well be nun in 8 cloiste
i. indeed, often think OF becoming on
to escape this odious marriage. Id
think am intended by nature for re-
ligious life-don't you think so-and tha
veil and hood would become me?" sh,
added, with demure but sweet and wag
gish aillade from the handsomest eyes b,
had seen. CHOW rash l have been to tel
all this" she continued, as they idlet
shout 8 sequestered part Of the beach
"to talk thus 30 stranger; but some
how, you have not seemed TO me like one
for feel as if I had known you long
had met you somewhere before. Can II
be"
"Animal magnetism, you would say?'
"Well-something of thst kind, per-
heps. 1 have so seldom anyone to taIh
to, except my deaf old Aunt Beaufort;
an so unlike all the other hsppy girls you
see promenading on the parade and fiirt-
! ing among the shingles. But then, who
ever heard of girl, with nez retrousse
ike mine being sentimental" she added,
with silvery laugh.
Digby walked on with her, alike per-
picked and pleased, while wondering
what she would say next.
1OO USIOuS W Sex,
said she, dropping her soft eyes under
the ardour of his gaze, and then, with one
OF her sweetest smiles, throwing at him
sn upward glance full OF brightness,
"but never met anyone like you before j"
Whether this was meant as a compli-
ment or not, he took It for one and
bowed, whereon the young lady laughed
again, forgetting, perhaps, that the state
ment was not in accordance With alleged
tenor of her ways and that she limited of
magnetic currents, unsupported and I'M
SHOWN, and other occult twsddle, If such
It is.
"Then you do not care about this fell
low in India to whom you are engsged?"
asked Digby, for thestenthstime.
''Not at ell; how should I? Moreover,
he looks hideous IN his photo"
Digby WAS fast becoming more en-
tranced, nthralled-"besotted the men
would have termed it. He and Irene
"did" the aquarium more than once, also
the pavilion, when there was anything
more than usually exciting on. They
went boating together. Once or twice
she failed to come to the accustomed seat,
overlooking that shining bay where never
ship is TO be seen, and he could scarce
~ have believed how her absence could
so completely change the aspect Of that
gay marine parade with all its stately
houses and giant hotels; while, Gs il to
add to his pique and annoyance, on each
OF The occasions a K. D. GUarGsman,
from the barracks on the LeWes-road, in
his frogged patrol jacket and gold forage
cap, trotted slowly past on flea bitten
mare. He knew him to be Val Bike, q
captain with the most leeryseye, leery WIS.,
age and worst reputation in many ways;
but to connect his presence with her eb-
sence never occurred to Digby in the
most remote way.
ST have been indisposed," she urged
on each occasion, sadly; "my Indian let
tiers worry me-make me quite i'll; other
wise, do you think would have remained
away-away from you, who have come so
pleasantly into my colorless and unevent-
ful life? How rapidly we have become
intimate, we who knew nothing of each
others existence but few days ago. All
things happen because One who is wiser
than all the world thinks they should be
So" she added, with one of those half
playful bursts of religious emotion, which
sat SO prettily upon her. "But
must not cant, like Aunt Beaufort. l
hate can't"
DIgby could not help remarking-or
was 1t imagination?-that some men who
passed them in their promenades eyed her
admiringly; and one-an0ther K. D. c.
Bob D'Oyley-actually perpetrated 8 half
pslpable wink! This was 1ntoIerable!
MGntressor grasped his riding switch,
but touch Of her little gloved hand ar
rested him and soothed him, but did not
ailay his longing to punch the heavy's
head; and yet the infatuation continued
Bouquets, music, books, even fans and
beautiful boxes of gloves, were sent
almost every day to Mrs. Beaufort's
rooms at How. He touched up her
sketches, he leased her pugs, for which
he bought silver collar and round bell;
he wound up her woods: be had
more than once, afternoon tea,
laid on charming Chippendale table,
with O massive silver tray, cups OF
blue and gold Derby, round an antique
teapot that Queen Anne might have been
RECALLED from ere she usurped her fathers
throne; but he never saw the mysterious
and invalid aunt whose consent had to be
won, for al this philandering.
anu III OJGS VI LULU GncIS WG6 q
dangerous softness, in her unstudied al
titudes lsnguor, and in her voice a
tenderness that stole over his senses and
bewildered him. But he had not come
to the point, and something was requisite
If ths. odious marriage with her Indian
cousin WAS to be escaped, subject on
which she became actually hYstericsl.
They were still lingering over the Chip
pendale table, when q servant entered,
abruptly CT unexpectedly, with magni
icent bouquet, tied with nice white rib
bons.
"With Major D'Oyley's compliments
to Miss Beaufort," she said.
Digby Montressor became silent, sui
len, even stern; while Irene became rath-
er toe rapturous, he thought, over her
gift.
SHOW beautiful, how sweet, the ste
phanotis and lily of the valley are! He
knows dote on stephsnotis."
"He-wno?"
"Major D'Oyley."
"DCes he?'
"Yes; how fresh they sre!" said she,
putting the bouquet under his nose; but
ne drew back.
"Are you not fond Of fowers?"
ayes; but stephanotis l hate"
"Row very odd. Help me TO dispose
Of them in water"
"In the gutter rather, If you will; but
in no other way"
Digby wes fairly angry now.
CHOW unkind of you," said Irene,
pleadinglV, with suffused eyes. "Here
are four pink rosebuds; let me give you
LWO-VOu know the language of the fOW-S